This is a song about "Creepy paster"

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

While i got the tricks, you get the creeps, heaps and heaps of creepy freaks.

It's that crack, give you something to sell

Creepy carnival, does that ring a bell?

So creepy famous that it's harder to outcast n haters crushed in palms blunted sin in tag hashes

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

One parent above, the other live scared

'cause she #lost #breath by how my creepy fart smelled...